If We Get Caught

"I don't know about this," Eryn Henderson frowned, shaking her head, her brown black hair glimmering in the street's lights. The moon was already up and it was almost midnight.

"Come on, don't tell me a police car scared you," Derrick Paxton taunted, "We've both been in Juvie several times." Every time, they had done their best to behave and get out sooner than the kids who kept messing around. The last time they had been in though, the cops had warned them it would be the last time before they would just be put directly in jail.

Doesn't mean I liked it, Eryn thought to herself, but instead replied, "Fine, whatever." She couldn't get the policeman off her mind though. Blue eyes, disapproving gaze, and dark hair flitted in her mind's eye.

"This time, we get to find out what jail's like. If we get caught. C'mon. We've gotten better at dodging cops," Derrick continued.

"I said fine!" Eryn snapped irritably, pursing her somewhat full lips. She absolutely hated when Dare, as she called him, wouldn't shut up. It was also part of the reason why the cops found out she had been involved in a few of the little drag races around town.

"Sorry," Dare mumbled, "Come on Eryn."

Eryn huffed and got in the fixed up Ford Focus RS, which was black with a single red racing stripe. It was time to meet up with the others and race.

"So you finally made it, Dare. You brought Dodge right?" a rough looking character in a leather jacket leaned against his own fancy drag race car.

I thought leather was out of style. Eryn put an unreadable look as the leather jacket bullied Dare a bit.

"Enough," she eventually said in a gruff voice, "I didn't come here to talk."

"Fair enough," leather jacket nodded, studying what he thought was an adolescent boy. Eryn had her hair hidden under her cap, but it wasn't long enough to be suspicious anyways. She wore large clothes that swallowed her small frame and padding on her shoulders to make them look broader. She wasn't well endowed, so her girlish frame wouldn't be obvious, since it was very dark, with one flickering street light a little ways off to her left. She kept her head down so he wouldn't see her face.

Finally, a shadowy figure held up a white flag and waited for Eryn, Dare, and leather jacket to get in their cars. As soon as they revved their engines, the white flag was dropped. The goal of the race was to get to the other side of town without getting caught by the police.

Eryn shoved the accelerator to the floor, feeling the tires grip the road and swiftly gain momentum. She sped off down a side road she knew was a shortcut. This would be a breeze. She knew the whole town by heart and knew what the best shortcuts were. The only problem? The police station was right by the best shortcut. She would have to get by there before one of the cops came back from night duty. She had memorized the schedule, so at 12:15 exactly, she would have to be gone from that area. She sped around a curve. Almost there… She flashed by the police station and relaxed a bit.

Until she saw lights in her rearview mirror. What? This can't be happening! The cop was on her tail. She had to lose him and win the race. She spun the wheel and zipped around a sharp curve. She growled when the cop easily followed and she revved the engine of her car. She pulled all the tricks in the hypothetical hand book. The police car kept coming. Eryn was beginning to panic. She was losing her touch. Usually by this time the police car would have been lost. She peeked back and somehow, her eyes riveted to a small red symbol near the front. Autobot. Eryn nearly slammed to a halt at the thought. Where had it come from? She certainly never heard of it anywhere before.

She sped up and floored the gas pedal. Forget about the race. She had to get out of here.

-0-

As of 10/21/11, Athena ordered this rewrite. She's ruthless, I tell you. RUTHLESS.